Mine is the School of Life

      My school has no walls
         or ‘administrators’
      No hall passes or bells

      Mine is the school of life
      ‘On-the-job training’
      without a life coach

        Every day
          a new challenge
          a rare opportunity
          a singular test or two
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Rodrigues Avatar
June 20, 2025 at 4:57 AM
And mine had no particular mentor. Thankfully had person or two jolt me with their words that electrified my brain to gain perspective, enlightenment. Of course, I have God and He is my light!
Crandall Avatar
June 19, 2025 at 6:44 PM
so true! and sometimes, if you fail or succeed, you get instead feedback, and sometimes it is delayed!
Etgen-Baker Avatar
June 19, 2025 at 2:38 PM
on-the-job training creates depth and wisdom. Sometimes the only coach any of us have is God himself, right? He's certainly given me an adequate share of challenges :-)
M  Avatar
June 18, 2025 at 8:22 PM
Best school ever BB....love this poem.! Debx
M  Avatar
June 19, 2025 at 7:16 AM
Indeed BB ha!!
Wolf Avatar
June 18, 2025 at 8:37 PM
Only when BB is the teacher, eh? lol. Thanks, Deb
Jones Avatar
June 18, 2025 at 7:00 PM
All the best students learn from the school of life of hard knocks!
Wolf Avatar
June 18, 2025 at 7:50 PM
That's right, and we ought to know! lol. Thanks, Karen
Mckeithan Avatar
June 18, 2025 at 6:02 PM
Aint that the truth. Very true.
Wolf Avatar
June 18, 2025 at 7:51 PM
It shore 'nuff is. lol. Thanks, Oliver
Kendrick Avatar
June 18, 2025 at 5:14 PM
You've got that one correct. New lessons I am having every day plus a large number of tests ..Sara K
Wolf Avatar
June 18, 2025 at 7:58 PM
There you go, Sara. Wishing you fewer of those tests
Lawless Avatar
June 18, 2025 at 4:21 PM
just show up with two sharpened No 2 pencils, ... "En garde", parry , thrust, OUCH!!!!
Wolf Avatar
June 18, 2025 at 7:59 PM
I guess I won't erase this comment after all, John.
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